In the blink of an eye, the massive crown of the Big Chun Tree rose like a mountain, billowing with thick smoke, while its branches everywhere caught fire, flames visible in all directions.
At the same time, countless verdant leaves were shattered by waves of tribulation thunder, and soon a large rain of fire fell from the sky.
Countless burning leaves and broken branches fell, with most of them landing inside the Suspended City, igniting countless buildings in succession, causing thick smoke to rise rapidly.
However, Feihong Ancestor paid no heed to this, his eyes fixed intently on the ancient bronze hall above, muttering to himself.
If anyone were close to him now, they would surely hear Feihong Ancestor repeatedly murmur: "Why haven't you acted yet? Why not, hurry and act..."
It seems that in the face of this great calamity of life and death, even the two-thousand-year-old Feihong Ancestor could not discern the mystery of life and death.
